As the title states, I had a death last night (the second night in a row to be exact) and I'll be at peace if I never have to watch someone die like that again.
This gentleman was approx. 85'ish, and in respiratory failure, and on Hospice. He had a foley catheter draining blood-tinged urine that just started going pink on the 3-11 shift, and a GT tube running at 65ml/hr. After I started the 11-7 shift, on initial assessment, he was quiet and his relatively stable self. He was given his 2400 ABHR gel and his tube flushed without difficulty. At 0145, on rounds, I was notified by the CNA to go to his room. Before I even got to his room, I heard the most horrible gurgling sounds. He was in definite respiratory distress and hyperventilating. I stopped the tube feeding, gave him Atropine gtts for the secretions at 0150 and told the CNA to stay with him and use the swabs to clear some of the secretions. Note: He had no order to suction (it is contraindicated with Hospice). I called my Supervisor and informed her of his status, that he was literally drowning in his secretions. She said she would be right there and call hospice, but that they wouldn't do anything. You could just hear tons of secretions sitting right in his throat and esophagus. He was unable to expectorate anything, and just choking on all of it.
He was due to recieve routine Roxanol 20mg (1 ml) at 0200, so I gave that to him. The supervisor came over, took a look at him and call Hospice immediately to discuss further treatment. She said that suctioning is contraindicated and that she was on her way (30 minutes away). At 0215, we gave him Ativan concentrate. His HR was 138-142 and Resp's TNC. His abdomen was severly distended and firm (he had 2 med. BM's the day prior). You could see the fear in his eyes and face, looking right at us as if begging for help. One of the CNA's stayed with him comforting him while my supervisor was on the phone. She told me to go ahead and give him more Atropine at 0230 even though it was ordered every hour. It had only been 40 minutes since I last gave it to him. The CNA put the call light on a few minutes later and when I entered the room his face and hands were blue, fingernails were blue. His eyes were half open and I watched as the color and life just drained out of his face. He took his last breath at 0235.
2400- ABHR gel
0150- Atropine gtts
0155- Roxanol 20mg
0215- Ativan Concentrate
0230 Atropine gtts
0235- Took his last breath
We all took this very hard, especially since he suffered immensely his last 45 minutes on this earth. I thought Hospice was all about dying with dignity and peacefully, with comfort?? Where was the comfort here? Any thoughts and advice are needed at this time. I am emotionally drained after last night.
Kelly